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Slightly away from the main group, and still stood up, Dalton shoved his hands into his pockets and surveyed the scene rather nonchalantly for the idea of being cooked. He cocked his eyebrow as he heard someone mention the possibility, and when the tarot cards were pulled out, it was all he could do to bite is lip and prevent the swear that was on the tip of his tongue slip out. He had no doubt that he wouldn't enjoy one of her detentions. "Well, we're all going to die." He managed, matter-of-factly, one eyebrow still raised. "It'd be pretty helpful if you were to tell us when. Now people are just going to be scared every time they so much as sneeze." Or hiccup, which, thinking about it, was a pretty funny idea to the Slytherin. |
Tia might not have been too strong in the Divining subject, but she was sure of one thing; not ALL tarot cards indicated doom and gloom and death. Yet this Black woman seemed to be reading only such cards for her peers One thing was certain was that even though this lady (if one could call her that) seemed untrustworthy, Tia had the sneaky suspicion that she was just a distraction from the one who might cause the real doom. She had nothing to comment about the moon card because its real meaning would probably be misinterpreted by Ursula anyway. However she was going to do her best to protect herself and her peers, even if it meant getting them far away from the hag and Hogwarts. No doubts that her Divination NEWT wouldn't have anything to do with any of this nonsense being taught this term; so she was just there to survey and protect as best as she was capable. |
Davie had a good idea right there; have the Head Girl do a head count. She was meant to know everyone...yeah? She would know immediately if someone went missing? "There she goes again with this 'we're all doomed stuff. What'd you think she REALLY sees?" Had to ask, even Davie didn't believe in her stupid predictions and he had yet to choke on food and be taken by a plant. It was November, time was ticking in case she missed that. Katherine got a smile when she joined them and he would be keeping an eye on her in case they needed to split. Grabbing friends first was a must. Fighting for your life was cool but so was living and he was almost sure SOMEONE was gonna end up in that cauldron if they didn't do something about it. The boy faced forward as Olly's sister Ellery took the spot next to Katherine. That girl was always such a sensitive topic for his friend so he would just ...look at the Hag. Blaise's hand shot up, but not because he was gonna answer the question of the moon. "You can't eat us. Professor Moxley won't allow it and ANYWAY there's like a million of us against you. You could end up in the boiling pot." Not afraid--concerned but not afraid and he certainly didn't appreciate having his classmates and himself being told they should be. Gryffindors feared nothing. Clearly she had missed the memo. |
SPOILER!!: Brady and The Hag Colt really thought this lady was loosing it. She was like pyscho. He met pyscho people before but she really took the cake. He scoffed at her predictions and didn't believe them one bit. He let her continue to read the Tarot cards and remembered seeing the Death Card and they were kind of cool. He couldn't help but comment, "Maybe when you read out the death card maybe it is your death wish? Maybe an appocalypse will come upon us and take you instead." He pointed to her. Now he had to play along. After he made his comment that made him chuckle, he looked around and noticed all the first years were petrified. He saw this little hufflepuff (Brady) shaking in his pants. He went over to him. He felt a strong urge to protect him. "It is alright kid." he told him. "She is not gonna eat you." he told him. "She will have to go through me if she wants to cook you." he looked the hag straight in the eyes. He heard the little gryffindor's (Blaise) comment and nodded, "I am in for throwing the hag into the boiling pot." |
Cornelius narrowed his eyes at the woman as she pulled on students. He wasn't selfless enough to break out the hero cape and say something about it. Nope. He was observing just in case something like that ever happened to him then he would have victims he could bring up to testify. And he was DEFINITELY not going in that pot. His hair was not made for extensive heat. Ursy was SUCH a pessimist. Why couldn't she say 'these cards will help me see your success.' PFFT. She had to go with doom. Wasn't this jolly? Cornelius blinked widely as Ursy SNIFFED his hair. He couldn't blame her. It was curly and shiny, something hers has probably never experienced. The envy was understandable. What was NOT understandable or acceptable was what she said when she was so close to him. Tipping his head up to look at her, he followed her line of gaze. Sooooo...his Prefect was going to die? But she was too pretty to die. Cornelius raised his hand. Not to answer Ursy's question, but to ask one of his own. "Do you have anything optimistic or are all Tarot Cards about leading to death?" Like...a happy deck? Or a deck of glory? Something more hopeful for those who were eating up her words like sweets and looked ready to wet their trousers. What a bunch of ninnies. The Gryffindor kid (Blaise) caught his attention; he nodded in his direction. Cornelius would be so DOWN with this. |
Text Cut: Ursula Black Ariadne was not a very still person. Even when she tried to be still, she fidgeted. She wasn't even fidgeting right now. She was scared to death to make one false move for fear of being shoved toward that cooking pot. She could outrun the hag, though, couldn't she? Surely she could. SURELY. That didn't make her feel any better, though. When the hag's gaze shifted back toward the class, Ariadne squeezed her eyes shut. If the hag was choosing her next meal, Ariadne didn't want to meet the woman's eyes. Don't pick me. Don't pick me... She only halfway listened to the discussion about the tarot cards. Illness...death...bad things coming. Bad things were here NOW! Who in their right mind hired a FREAKIN' HAG to teach them?! There was a question in there somewhere. Something about what The Moon meant. "It...it means illusion, fear, and anxiety," she stumbled, raising her hand. "Unless...unless you can manage to have it reversed, and then you're pretty much free from those feelings." Whispered once again. All whispered. |
Sorry Colt. XD Oh hey look people pulling out their wands. Bradson rolled his eyes at the hag as she pulled him towards the pot. Scared? No he wasn't scared and he wasn't shaking. |
Text Cut: Dot, Hag, Olly You know, Olly had a good point. A REALLY good point. Davie didn't answer the hag's question this time, mostly because Ariadne already had (even if her answer was super-whispered). It seemed to him that the hag wasn't really magical at all; she was just like all the other fake fortune-tellers from the streets... he was thinking something over in this regard, and rubbed his chin thoughtfully as he sat there. Quote:
So the death card... and disease......... hmm................ "I think she just senses our fears and insecurities and uses them to fuel her own twisted sense of humour. Typical fake-psychic stuff," David leaned in to whisper to Blaise. Didn't want to let the hag know that he was ON TO HER TRICKS, see. He raised his eyebrows as Blaise spoke up all of a sudden, and then elbowed him slightly. Like SHH, dude. "Cool it!" Davie whisper!shouted to Blaise. "Shh! She's just a dumb idiot; that pot is the only thing she has going for her!" Duhhhhhh! Plus she really scared the firsties and that was kinda funny and also made him feel more bold. So Davie, then, sat up a little straighter and adjusted his glasses, then his scarf. "He doesn't mean that, Ms. Black. Please. Go on. DO tell us some more tarot card... stuff. Like... how many cards are in the deck?" HUH, 'professor' huuuuh? Davie was betting she didn't even know THAT. See, he was turning the tables on her... if she'd stop IGNORING HIM. |
This. Was. Weird. Amur decided this upon the first moment of seeing hag plus fire plus pot plus students. It just got weirder as time went on. Predictions of death and offers of death. Cooking students. Well that was a new one. Not that Amur exactly suspected the woman would cook the girl. After all, couldn't really divine what you were going to do, now could you? Which meant that if she was a divinator of death, then she technically couldn't cause it. Or at least, that was Amur's logic because 'hag'. Hags were interesting. If not for their multitude of wrinkles than for all their robes. Both hid secrets she was sure. The robes had to have many pockets, and the wrinkles told of time and experience. Amur thrust her hand up in sudden curiosity, David's brave questions giving her a bit of a kick-start with her own. "Ma'am. Have you seen your death?" As in, was she aware that it could be by this very fire if she didn't start playing nice with some of the students? While the woman seemed to have some knack for magic, Amur wasn't sure it was the defense sort. But then, appearances could be very deceiving. One thing was for sure, she missed the cats. Which, had her forwarding another question. "And do you think cats are a legitimate form of divination? Like....walking, fuzzy tarot cards?" She didn't know what the moon meant, so she'd ask other questions. |
....... was she really going to cook a student? Because Dima was a vegan and therefore disapproved of that somewhat. This hag lady was turning out to be more nutty than he'd expecting, and he definitely didn't have it in him to make any comments towards her depressing tarot cards and odd demeanor, so he was just going to..... not. And avoid that. Yes. That Head Girl was smart, right? And she wasn't talking. He planned to do that, too. Following in the footsteps of his good ol' student leaders here. Good kid, he was. |
Okay, this was turning scary. Carl backed away from the fire and the pot when he heard that it would be used to cook naughty children. He did not want that to happen to him, or anybody really. If they were going to 'see their doom and how it will be', he knew his death would not occur in a boiling pot. Or a car crash. Anyway, it would be good to jot down the meanings of these cards, right? Carl took out a piece of parchment and took notes. They were tragic stuff - sleepless nights, falling from a tower and death itself. He thought about the question being posed, the one about the Moon, not the one about wanting to be cooked. "Is it related to death?" He asked, his hand raised. "Death at night?" There were endless possibilities that he did not want to consider. |
Well this class was certainly a barrel of laughs wasn't it? Apparently everyone was going to meet their doom quite soon. Trixie shot a sympathetic look towards the Slytherin Prefect. How awful to be told that you were going to meet your end by some sort of disease. Personally, the first year would rather meet her end fast and preferably going out with a fight. Of course she really didn't want to go at all. Not yet anyway. Her gaze went to Tenacius next and she had no idea whether to feel sorry for him or not since she had no idea what the moon card meant. But she figured she would have a go anyway. "Does it mean he's going to be eaten by a werewolf?" Trixie had no idea really and she threw Tenacius an apologetic look, hoping that she wasn't giving the old woman any ideas. And then she let out a small gasp when old hag grabbed Brady and began dragging him towards the boiling pot and threatening to cook him. Oh dear!! Her uncle Oliver was right... It was always the Hufflepuffs. |
This whole entire lesson thing was just insane already. Firsties screaming because they thought they were going to be eaten. Others back talking and calling the Hag/Lady out on her predictions. The fortunes of sickness, sleepness nights and death that were supposedly among them. Oddly enough it really wasn't anything entirely knew. Hady shifted slightly where she was sat but still had yet to say anything at all. This lady was obviously hired for a reason and whatever that was they'd eventually find it out. Sure she was unnerving and did things very much different from anyone else but that was fine. The brunette could handle all that, honestly she could. What she wasn't forgetting however was the train meeting and the talk about her cat disappearing. So far Hagan was perfecting fine and she wanted him to remain that way. Thank you very much. The lesson or whatever this was could continue on please. Just no reading out her life for her. She really didn't want to know. |
After she took a seat, an ickle firstie decided to sit near the Hufflepuff Prefect. Oh great, now she has to deal with two Hufflepuff and the Hag. Today was definitely not her day. Then the Hag started talking about Tarot Cards and death, disease and so on. Why she always talking about doom and death? Sure they're gonna die someday but talking about death was just depressing. The Hag pulled another cards to her relieved its not another death card, its The Moon. Divination was not her best subject but she's pretty sure that its not as bad as the Death card. Candice rolled her eyes when the Hag grabbed a Hufflepuff and asked him whether he would like to be cooked. Always the bloody Hufflepuff. Think before you act, boy! "You're about to lose a housemate, Nicolei." She said in a very low voice |
SPOILER!!: Ursula, Ariadne, Trixie He flinched. Tenacius doesn’t usually flinch, mostly because there arent much he's encountered in his young life that would make him flinch. But them toothy grin? With the matching halitosis? Yeah someone's in dire need of a dental hygiene gift set. But at least the hag explained what those cards were about. And they werent any card game he's familiar with. Dang. But apparently its something used to predict the future. "Oh so.... like your own pocket-sized forecasting service." Just look, she's already showing him theres gonna be a full moon later. But there was a mumbling not to far from where he sat and Tenacius turned his head to see a rather petrified Ariadne. Of the short time that he's known her, scared wasn’t a quality he knew her for. So he gave her a look that just went Whut? But then Trixie spoke up and the Whut-face suddenly turned to :whaa: "Oi I'm no werewolf kibble." Nope nope nope. Too hairy. |
Nervous? Never. It was a class after all right? Mel gave Tenacius and Carl small lets not get ourselves cooked faces and continued sitting there. She was listening alright and trying to pay attention to anything but the pots on the fire. “Doesn’t the moon card mean…looking for longing? Or was that confusion and loss of control?” She half answered half asked it wasn’t that she didn’t really know…well she didn’t it was just that she herself was confused. "like...with the death card it could be that you dont see the death coming?" |
"Oomph!" Haddie collided with Kitty as the Hag tossed her into the other girl, but managed to stay on her feet. She was not pleased at all though. Haddie glared at the hag, then at Davie and Rachel, who'd both in their stupidity (or naivete in Rachel's case) had told her to sit down and let the Hag do whatever she wanted to her friend. The rest had just sat there, doing nothing. If they all wanted to be eaten, fine. They could. Even Rachel! "It was nice knowing you all," Haddie saluted the group of students. "Come on, Kitty. We're out of here." She touched the other girl's shoulder and started walking back towards the castle. |
Kitty stood up shakily and started following Haddie back up to the castle, not daring to look at the Hag. "Thank you" She whispered, thanking the one person brave enough to protect her when the Hag was pulling her towards the pot. Haddie was her true friend. Kitty didn't care if she got into detention or had points taken away for leaving with her. The Hag was evil and had threatened to eat her and Haddie. How could any of them stay with her? |
Hearing the chatter of the students around her Ursula licked her lips hungrily. They were tempting her restraint. Seeing two girl's out of the corner of her eye, attempting to leave (Callie & Goblingfrog) Ursula cackled eerily and snapped her sharp fingers, releasing a freezing charm towards them. The girls were now effectively frozen in place. You did not leave old Ursula's gathering unless she gave you permission. Glaring around at the students Ursula yelled in a creepy and crazy tone, getting more annoyed by the minute. "SILENCE! I demand SILENCE!" Roping around in one of her many pockets on her clothes, Ursula found the item she was looking for and threw it into the pots fire. Moments later a ton of smoke started to simmer out of the pot and soon surround all the students making them feel confused and unable to move from their rubbish strips. Glaring over at the boys that had suggested to overpower and boil her she snapped her fingers several times angrily. The boy with the red robes (DaniDiNarDo) got a nice silencing charm placed on him as well as two serpents, climbing up his legs. The two boys in green robes (Deezerz & Expecto-Pengium) noses started to grow rapidly and antlers started to grow out of their ears. You did not cross a hag an get away with it! Ursula cackled satisfied with herself, her plan to trap, boil and eat a whole class of students was going wonderfully. Rubbing her belly, showing all her rotten teeth at the boy (DinasoursOnaSpaceship) still in her grip she whispered so only he could hear her wheeze. "I'm going to eat you first..." not waiting for a response, she lifted the boy unceremoniously off his feet and tossed him into the fire pot and started to stir the water cackling crazily to herself.. She had won!! |
Mention to Davie too! The class seemed split between people who were frozen in fear of this crazy hag lady, and people who had just lost their minds completely and were shouting and playing right in to her hands. She probably expected them to get all up in arms about her cooking a student - but despite the fact that Scarlett was nervous for her housemate who was currently being dragged towards the pot, she had to admit, she didn't think the woman actually HAD the nerve to cook someone. She wasn't THAT crazy. Was she? And yeah, as that one kid pointed out - they could totally overtake her. And then that Ravenclaw kid next to her (Davie) had a good point - she was probably getting a total kick out of this. "You're right - she's bluffing. She's getting some sort of weird, twisted joy out of this," she nodded in agreement. Well in that case - Scarlett was going to use this opportunity to show off. "The moon card represents fear, anxiety and insecurities," she told her with a smile. "Which makes sense, since you're threatening to cook him in a pot. I'm sure I'd be a bit anxious and fearful if you told that to me too," she added with a smile. Did the woman get sarcasm? Hmm. BUT THEN, suddenly, just as she finished speaking - OH MY MERLIN SHE'D DONE IT! SHE'D DROPPED HIM IN THE POT. Seriously alarmed now, Scarlett jumped to her feet in alarm. "Hey, stop it! You can't do that! YOU CAN'T ACTUALLY EAT HIM!" she cried. She moved her hand to her wand holster, but froze. She wanted to do something, anything, but WHAT did she do?! How could she help?! WAS HE BOILING?! WAS THE WATER HOT?! SOMEONE HELP!!! |
THINGS WERE GOING SOUTH. AND THEY WERE GOING SOUTH FAST. Someone got tossed into a pot. Someone was going to get eaten. And it was not going to be Chloe. She was going to hide. Run. Whichever saved her skin faster. The coward lived to fight another day. History proved as much. So she hid behind older students while she looked for an exit strategy. |
What in the name of.... Gasping, Ava pinched her cheeks to make sure that she's not dreaming. And apparently she was NOT! That old hag just threw a Hufflepuff ickle firstie to the pot... And cooked him. And not only that, she also cast a silencing charm to Blaise and had serpents on his feet. Colt and the other Slytherin kid also being hexed or something like that. SHE'S REALLY GONNA EAT THEM ALL!!! Somebody had to do SOMETHING!!! "Any older students who can cast a patronus should tell the other Professor or Headmistress about this!" The young lioness suggested. Sadly that the young lioness was too young to cast a patronus, even a non-corporeal one. But for now, the young lioness just gripped her wand tightly, trying to figure out what she should do. But apparently she was confused and.... Wait a minute, she couldn't move!!! |
Amur took it all back. Right in a ruddy instant. This hagcould well handle herself. A snap of her fingers and that was it? As frozen as Frosty the Snowman? It didn't seem fair. But fairness flew out the window with logic, as the hag had such a voice projection as to make her nearly bite her words off as well as her tongue. Amur blinked, wide eyed and a bit more than unsettled. This wasn't like any Divination class she'd ever been to before, and she had a feeling it wasn't going to end the same as any other. Before logic kicked in and overrode curiosity however, those thoughts trickled away from her head as surely as the smoke from the pot trickled around her. She felt numb, tingly all over and spacey. It was a huge effort to even try to lift her pinky finger, and it had her giggling slightly. Why was it so hard? Common pinky. Move...just a bit. Moooooo---- Amur's giggles halted abruptly in her throat as snakes and antlers and long noses started happening. Could she be permitted to check her nose, please? She really didn't want a long nose. She didn't want to look like the hag. But, she couldn't move. And thoughts slipped away as quickly as they came, leaving her in a confusing state somewhere between giggles and dread. A dread that increased as she saw a boy go head over heels into the stirring pot. Out of the frying pan and into the pot? Or was it out of the pot and into the frying pan? It was laughable and horrid at the same time, and it was starting to make her head hurt. |
Sam's classmates were very talkative right now. Talking over the hag. It was actually difficult to hear HER at times, so Sammy quietly got up and moved to a seat closer to her. Of course, he had impeccable timing. Only not. Because right then she was screaming (spittle landing right on him) for them to be SILENT. Silent..... and.... he coughed at all the smoke that billowed from the pot. Wait, what were they doing here? A fogginess seemed to overtake his head and he scrunched his face up some, straining to maintain a solid train of thought. 'Eat you,' she'd said.... What? Eat whom? Where was he again..? He attempted to get up to look around, but his body stayed on his seat like a big lump. |
GAAAA!!!! Kitty had taken no more than four steps when she found herself frozen. The Hag had frozen her! "Haddie!' she screamed, but then she saw that Haddie had been frozen too. But then things got much, much worse as the Hag picked up the Hufflepuff boy she had been threatening and actually THREW him into the boiling pot. It was the most terrible thing she had ever seen. HELP!!!! HELP!!! PLEASE SOMEONE HELP US!!! That's what she wanted to scream, but her mouth wouldn't work. Or was it? Kitty was becoming so confused now that she wasn't even certain if she was screaming or not. |
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